Gimmie beat, bitch! (vocal sample: "We Are At War") Ding Muthafucka It's two I got my and my dinner, fool You we gon bow down to some punk ass niggaz We the evil side, boy
Chorus: [Shag] Doughboy [Killa], 10 [Killa] Doughboy [Killa], 10 [Killa] Doughboy [Killa], 10 [Killa] Doughboy [Killa], 10 [Killa]
In about four seconds some west niggaz Is gonna put the in the ass of Doughboy and Wack 10 I suggest you tuned muthafuckas
[B-Real's It takes two of you to get with one of me Now I'm up in you hoes "No Vaseline" You be the big fish Bring your Fuck your bring the pack of piranhas You to pull a ditty, ho But you the one who got the alternative rockers up in your You get You can take your four fingers and stick it in Mack ass and lick it my fucken east ass is a of the past If I got no nuts because i wazn't made up 4 da ladies i'm the of punks of busters King of Now i'ma get down of my fuckin' (Shag: Bow Down) Start to
You try to remake NWA Dre and Ren Dub's But you're up with Mack 10 Silly little I'm back Can you really see my machine gun Open and aimed at your fat frame How can I I'll twist cap and take your name it My name should be 11 I'm a higher MC There's no Anytime you run up You get dealt You get "Check Yo' self" (bitch it) Ice Cube, you better (tell 'em mutha-fucka) Muggs made the best on your third album (biatch!)
Talkin'] You and 10 Can't with this Cypress Hill to the fullest y'all So what'cha do? it on, nigga This is Shag the Neighborhood Family
[Shag's i'ma ma mama's dick But what you faggets know some gangsta shit (B-Real: Nothin) Let's take it to the And fight real g's you niggaz wanna do? You can't fuck with Ain't never had a Now you gangsta rap Come to your hood 'Cause you're to get jacked Fuck peace, is war Everybody on the When I see fat ass I'm one to your jaw me Fuck ma ma whole clique Better yet, every nigga that i'm down wit' Can't stand bitch niggaz lik der r on da east Ice Cube, an actor Not a muthafuckin' neighborhood you from? What dirt you ever When the shit down You the one to run you talk Got a mouth full of missing you done Is to church wit'cha mama
[B-Real's You got the Swingi' of my Killa Break niga, huh! lick-a You ain't a You a Bitch made I never trust "Can't trust 'em"-- ladies like you figure out where you're from Are you from South Central, the or Compton? Mack 10, the only thing you on Is Ice nuts Now all in your guts You like him But you got no If he's the You must be the queen of the But I the Cube's fine neck 'Cause "A Iz A Bitch" And a bitch get no respect No side Connections means i'm ma dick in ma momma's mouth (Aahhh!) All of your homies are wit' my clique Why you always gotta be bitin' my And you don't know one on my dick But is best get a blood test for your kid Only bangin' you done was toy figures Your mama wouldn't let you With real g Bring your on You scrap So get it on (bullets for some chingazos, ese!) me I give a year I i'll realize that i'm fucked And i'll run to some niggaz some pretty trick real sweet (Mmmm!) dwm should make me one of dem niggaz like I'm no fictional movie land bullshit Actor, studio You win an award For outstanding wax banger Fuck what you been you're going through west Side family, What you do?
westside! That's nigga! muthafuckin' side we die, nigga! Fuck all you ass niggaz!
Any other punk ass Who wanna this beat We hit niggaz up like We bicoastal, Cypress Hill Niggaz better We here to Nigga, bangin' how we hoo ride nigga No love for of ya'll punk ass niggaz coast nigga, east coast We don't a fuck Talk get shot, nigga That's how we feel, get killed, Caps get peeled fuckin' with Hill Yeah, I thought you knew I muthafucka How does that nigga They're gonna fuck all ya'll (: "You got knocked the out man...)